no ambiguity

When Wen Ning arrived downstairs, it was already past two in the morning, and the surroundings became quiet, even those nearby who stayed up late playing cards dispersed.

There is only one street lamp with a rusty and mottled column in the alleyway. The light in the middle of the night is very poor, from far to near, the surroundings are empty and silent.The roads in the old city are dirty, dusty and full of rubbish left over from the New Year's Eve, which is difficult to clean up in a day or two.

Qinghe stood on the side balcony and waited. Seeing a white Mercedes driving this way from the intersection, she unconsciously rubbed her hands that were about to freeze.The cold wind kept blowing at night, even if it wasn't a strong wind, the chill still stuck to the skin and went straight to the bone.

The car stopped downstairs and Wen Ning got off.

This person is still wearing a long coat, but not the one he wore last time. It is a Labbro camel coat, which is paired with a black slim knit skirt, which is elegant and light.

Maybe it's because the turmoil on the Internet is too noisy, Wen Ning is very cautious today, from the car he drives to the way he dresses, everything is relatively low-key, he doesn't even carry a bag on his shoulders, he is very casual.Of course, this is only in comparison with her usual line. Compared with the luxury bags of half-suites, tonight's style is indeed relatively cheap.

Compared to Wen Ning who was so delicate in the middle of the night, Qing He looked a bit unkempt, wearing flannel pajamas, wearing fur mop, the tiredness and sleepiness on his face could not be concealed.

The two looked at each other up and down, separated by a distance of two floors.

It's so late, Qinghe can't shout or anything, after all, there are houses all around, neighbors and neighbors are all asleep, if you say a word outside the station, you can hear it next door, maybe it will disturb others.Maybe it was too cold, her body froze from the cold, she just raised her hand, stared down at someone downstairs, and didn't express anything else.

Wen Ning was also surprised, they were already downstairs, so it was fine if they were not in a hurry to go upstairs, and they were still standing in front of the car, staring at it.

The third floor is not too high, and Qinghe has good eyesight, even in the dark night and poor light, he can see the other person's face, and even see the lipstick on Wen Ning's lips.I don't sleep in the middle of the night, I still wear makeup at this time, I don't know if I don't have time to remove my makeup or what.

Glancing at the man, she looked away, and seeing that the man was still not moving, she pointed to the direction of the stairs, signaling to come up quickly.It was so cold outside the station that I couldn't bear it.

Wen Ning took all her actions into consideration and nodded, but instead of going upstairs immediately, he turned around and reopened the car door, bent over and took out a paper bag from the back seat of the car.

It's two cups of hot drinks, specially brought here.

Qinghe went into the room, opened the door, and threw a pair of clean new wool at the door.

Wen Ning came up quickly, changed her shoes before coming in, and handed her the paper bag.

The two get along as usual, peacefully and naturally.

After all, tonight is different from usual, temporarily let go of those messy past and grudges.

Qing He took the paper bag, opened it and asked, "What did you buy?"

"Black tea." Wen Ning said, closing the door and locking it, "The company brought it here."

Taking out the things and putting them on the table, with his back to this person, Qing He pretended to be nonchalant and threw the paper bag into the trash can, oh.She knew that this item was not bought, and she found the logo of H&F magazine on the paper bag at a glance, and knew that it was freshly cooked. It might be an overtime employee of the magazine, such as the hand of an assistant or secretary, or it might be Wen Ning. Own.

The black tea is warm and the temperature is just right.

Qinghe took a sip by herself, warmed her frozen fingers, and asked, "Aren't you going to work tomorrow?"

Asking knowingly, I know why Wen Ning came here at this time, but I just don't make it clear, the door is clear.The first to seventh day of the new year are legal holidays. Today is the sixth day, and all companies have not officially started work. Even though Wen Ning is the boss at the top, these days can still be a little more relaxed, not as busy as usual.

"Go in the afternoon." Wen Ning said, took off the scarf around his neck, and went forward to pick up another cup of black tea.

Neither of them mentioned the bad things on the Internet, neither said nor asked, as if what happened tonight didn't exist.

The hand warmer on the bed had been fully charged and was slightly bulging.This is something that Qinghe specially prepared 2 minutes ago. I didn't say whether it was for my own use, or it was specially charged and waited for someone to come over. It is just right to warm my hands when I enter the door.In the middle of the night in winter, the temperature is much lower than during the day. Just standing outside the bed is uncomfortable, and the whole body is cold.

The moment the hand warmer finished charging, there was a soft sound, and Qinghe turned her head to look at it, but she didn't make any other movements, and she didn't intend to pick up the thing and cover it at all.Obviously, this is a water bag for Wen Ning.

Wen Ning also understood, went over to pick up the things without her saying anything, and began to cover her hands without shyness.

Qinghe's eyes flicked over the frozen red fingers, feeling a little uncomfortable.I still wear so little in winter, and my collarbone is exposed outside. It’s no wonder it’s not cold, and I still have cramps at night, so I’m just asking for it.

She didn't care about the other party, but after a while, she took off a piece of her thick clothes from the hanger and stuffed them to Wen Ning, saying: "I will wear it in the future, and I will take it off when I leave."

Wen Ning said, "It's okay, it's not cold."

Qinghe replied angrily: "There is no heating here, it can't compare with your car or office."

She returned to her usual style, her tone was fierce, and she did not allow others to have a little autonomy.

Wenning paused, but still put down the hot drink and warm handbag in his hand, took off the woolen coat, and put on her thick down jacket.There are differences in height and body shape between the two of them, but the winter clothes are loose, and Qing He's size Wen Ning can also wear them, which is quite suitable.

Wen Ning didn't close the zipper, he wasn't used to it, so he put it on and it was over.

Qinghe stepped forward without saying a word, without even looking at the person in front of her, she just went to help close the zipper and straighten the corners of the clothes.

She barely has a conscience, and can distinguish between gratitude and contradiction.The emotions of ordinary people are inherently complicated, and it is impossible to generalize all situations. Emotions will never be polarized, and they will always be entangled repeatedly.

After trimming the corners of her clothes, she wanted to back away, but Wen Ning grabbed her wrist, not letting her go away.

Qinghe raised her eyes, but she was quite calm.

Wen Ning said, "Can you stay with me for one night?"

Qinghe moved her lips, probably wanting to refuse, but in the end she still didn't say anything, hesitated for a moment, and said indifferently: "It's up to you."

It was nearly three o'clock in the morning when the two were lying on the bed together, and the black tea refreshed their minds. They were still very sleepy before, but they became more awake when the lights were turned off.

Qing He slept on the inside, Wen Ning lay on the outside, the bed was covered with a thick quilt, warm and soft.This time was different from that time on New Year's Eve, the moods of both of them had changed a lot, especially Qinghe, she couldn't express that feeling, she couldn't figure it out.

The two of them were next to each other with only a thin piece of clothing on their bodies, and they could clearly feel each other's body temperature.The comfortable warmth made Qinghe gradually relax, and her nerves were no longer so tense.

Wen Ning was the one who took the initiative first, unable to sleep, changed from lying flat to sideways, and then tentatively put his arms around Qing He's waist, and found that Qing He was not very resistant, so he moved over there, and gently pressed against her. behind.

Qing He closed her eyes and whispered, "It's cold, don't move around."

Wen Ning leaned against her back, put his warm breath on the back of her neck, and said softly, "Talk to me if you can't sleep."

The sudden itching made Qing He uncomfortable, but she still held back, let Wen Ning hug her, and said in a low voice after a long while: "What do you want to talk about?"

Wearing less, the touch on the back is extraordinarily clear, soft and wears your nerves, and you can smell a faint scent of perfume.It was the bottle of cheap perfume she bought, and this man is still using it.

"I went to Uncle Yang's place yesterday," Wen Ning said, groping under the quilt, and put the warm handbag on Qing He's belly, "He asked about you."

The temperature of the hot water bag is just right, not hot at all, and it is very comfortable to hold on to the lower abdomen.Qinghe's breathing became heavier by two points, and the ups and downs of his chest slowed down. He couldn't help but leaned back a little, moved his legs, and then asked: "What did you ask?"

Uncle Yang is a real good man, his concern and pure non-falsification, to a certain extent overwhelmed his concealment.Qinghe remembers his kindness, no wonder the old man.

Wen Ning said softly: "Ask about your recent situation. I know that you have signed with Qi Rui'an's company and are working in a band."

Qing He opened his eyes.

"anything else?"

"He called Qi Ryan to take care of you."

It's Uncle Yang's way of doing things, which fits his personality.Back when Qing He went to work in H&F magazine, Uncle Yang always kept talking about telling Wen Ning not to be too harsh on Qing He.Qinghe just started working, and she doesn't know many things. Uncle Yang even taught her personally, saying that he learned a lot when he was young, and he understood a little bit.

Qinghe's heart softened and became sour.

As for her, since she was a child, she has never really experienced the concern of people other than Qing Zijun and Meng's father. Uncle Yang treats her like half of his family. The starting point may be Wen Ning, but the feelings are not pretended.She left Jiangting, Uncle Yang felt so guilty, he called her many times, knowing that she was not feeling well, so he didn't mention Wen Ning on the phone, he just asked her how she was doing every time.

Qing He bit her lower lip, and remained silent for a long time.

Wen Ning kissed her on the back lightly, and said softly: "He lives in the southern district, not far from here, and lives with Ah Cheng and the others. I will send you the address tomorrow."

Qing He asked in a low voice: "How is he?"

Wen Ning said, "It's pretty good."

Qinghe blinked her eyes, and wanted to continue to ask something else, but she couldn't find a word after searching her brain, so she gave up.After a while, she suddenly touched Wen Ning's hand on her waist, kneaded the man's fingers, and asked, "Did you send the video?"

Instead of directly asking the other party if it was "Chunjiang West Road", he asked in a roundabout way.

Wen Ning leaned forward and kissed her neck, soothing her gently.

"Ah."

Qing He rubbed the back of the man's hand and said, "I can handle it myself."

Wen Ning said, "I know."

Qinghe muttered, unable to answer.

Wen Ning said again: "I'm a little worried about you."

She muffled, "What can happen."

If it didn't affect the cooperation of the band, who would care about the comments on the Internet, and she didn't care about other people's opinions.

Wen Ning didn't argue and hugged her tightly.

After a while, she said: "I feel a little uncomfortable."

"Where is the pain?"

"I can't tell."

Wen Ning held her down and touched the left side of her chest.

There was a powerful agitation in the chest cavity, once, twice.

After an unknown amount of time, the man bit Qing He with a little force.Qing He was in pain, but instead of pushing him away, she hugged Wen Ning's back instead.

Wen Ning touched her face.

She wrapped her arms around Wen Ning's waist, and after a few minutes, she shouted unconsciously: "Wen Ning...

The person on her body touched her ear, and promised, "I'm here."